The night
The night
its the dawn that rolls the morning sky
and calls awake, both you and I
the pillow talk ,enough now said
need now to step,walk from the bed
so claim awake the daylight hour
a moments take,to now devour
nignt holds not,for all to soon
dark now calls,now calls the moon
GV Copywrite
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.